Disclaimer: I own none of this but I wish I did. The characters, well most of them all but Nadia, Adrian, Erynn andChristianna, belong to the glorious creater of Harry Potter which unfortunatly isn't me.All glories go to J K Rowling whom we all should praise. -praise JK Rowling- Nadia: -slaps me-

Me: OWW! Anyways yeah all the royalites go to JK and yeah on with the story.

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The Original Pranksters

Prologue:

Mr. and Mrs. Lupin gazed lovingly at the four-month-old baby boy in their arms and serious amber eyes looked back at them. Remus was their pride and joy. Their love revolved around this little child they cradled. They didn't care what happened in his life, they would still love him with all of their hearts.

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The Potter's held their twin children in their arms gazing towards the children's future home away from home when the both turned eleven.

"You're both going there someday." Their mother cooed to them.

She glanced down at the baby in her arms and found that she couldn't tear her eyes away. Ocean blue almond- shaped eyes her hers. "Windows to her soul," Her mother thought, "Something to call her own." They would be the eyes that someone would find love in and she wouldn't trade those eyes for anything else in the world.

Harold Potter bounced his almost four-month-old son in his arms. As he looked down identical hazel eyes met his. James and Christianna both had his black hair, except Christianna's had more red in it making it look a dark brown.

"Come on, honey. Let's head back home." Harold said, taking his wife's arm. Together they headed back to Godric's Hollow, disappearing in the mist.

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Their son's life was planned out perfectly. He would marry a pure- blood witch from one of the fourteen families. They would have pure- blood children that would go to Hogwarts and be in Slytherin just like their parents were and their grandparents were and so on. He would then work at a high paying Ministry job that would require very little work. Little did the Blacks, as they watched their barely three and a half-month-old son Sirius sleep, that he would deify them so drastically that they would remove him permanently remove him form their lives.

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Mr. and Mrs. Slater held their first-born baby boy tightly. He was perfect. They just wanted him to be happy. As he grew and went to Hogwarts they felt that he would be placed in Gryffindor as every one of his descendents had. Blond hair played across his three-months and one week old eyes, the color of those eyes undetermined. Adrian looked at his parents tiredly and yawned.

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Mr. Evans looked at the little girl that his wife held. He could just get lost in her emerald green eyes. He only wanted the best for her. Lightly brushing her three-month-old auburn hair to the side, her mother continued rocking her softly. Ever so slowly Lily closed her eyes and her breathing slowed with sleep. However her eyes once against opened as a little blond four year old came in and in and whiny voice demanded her father come read her a bedtime story. Left alone now Lily slowly fell back asleep as her mother rocked her gently.

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Erynn giggled as she watched the mobile dance above her head. As her mother gently pushed the dancing bunnies to keep them moving Erynn's deep brown eyes followed the animals. Enticed by the circling animals her eyes grew heavy and her mother reached up the stop the motion. Gently her father stroked his almost three-month-old daughter's pudgy belly and Erynn's reached up to grasp one of his fingers with her small hand. Slowly her grasp loosened as she fell asleep and together Mr. And Mrs. Jones exited their daughter's room and clicked on the baby monitor beside her cradle incase she woke during the night.

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Mrs. Pettigrew gazed up at her husband's smiling face and brushing dirty blonde hair away she looked down at the baby her husband cradled. Almost reluctantly Mr. Pettigrew placed two and half month old Peter into his bassinet and pulled a soft blanket around his son. Gently he rocked the bassinet until Peter finally closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was their first son and they were overly protective of him.

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Little Nadia's parents looked down into blue eyes. As she was barely older then two months the color had yet to be determined. Soft wisps of light blond hair fluttered across her forehead. Thick eyelashes flickered to a close and her breathing slowed with sleep. As her mother rolled her into her back Nadia stirred a little. Patting her softly on the back, her father calmed her and she drifted off once more. She was their second child, but their first girl and they couldn't love her more. Her mother, after her father had left the nursery to care for Nadia's fussy older brother, pulled out a polished stick and a shower of pink sparks flew above Nadia's crib. Slowly closing the door behind her she left Nadia bathed in a sparkling pink glow.

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Names were etched on the piece of parchment that and older man held in his hands. Those names each stood for a child that would eventually come to Hogwarts. Of all those names nine that were at the top stood out on the piece in front of him, five boys and four girls all born within a week of each other. They all had different backgrounds yet the majority would become friends the instance they met. Some would meet before their Hogwarts experience while others would have to wait. That friendship would influence the world in the future but how much Headmaster Dhoppet didn't know. Dipping an elegant quill onto bright green ink he carefully wrote the nine names; Remus Jack Lupin, James Harold Potter, Christianna Felicity Potter, Sirius Achilles Black, Adrian Patrick Slather, Lily Marie Evans, Erynn Naomi Jones, Peter Pettigrew, Nadia Clarisse Richmond, into the book of Hogwarts records they burned brightly in his sight until he closed the book shut and slipped it into the bookshelf where it remained for eleven years.

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A/N: So That's it for now. Reviews might help with more hinthint-winkwink- Hope you liked it.